Grace's POV I took agonizingly slow steps to Ashton's office as I didn't want to see his face so soon. Why does he always have to bug me? Upon reaching his office, I gently knocked on the door that was answered with a soft 'come in'. Twisting the knob, I entered the quiet room. "You called me Mr Knight?" Ashton looked up from his laptop and nodded while pointing at the chair, asking me to sit. I obliged to the offer. "Update me on the project," he said while continuing to punch some keys on his laptop. I told him all that he needed to know. I informed him that Stephen had been a great source of help for the project as he had skillfully done all the tasks that were given to him. But as soon as those words left my mouth, I saw his jaw clenching and his fingers folding to form a tight clenched fist. I paused for a bit to see why he was acting that way, but continued after finding no apparent reason. But then he suddenly interrupted me. "I called you here to hear what you had to s
Grace's POV My last encounter with Ashton was way more than weird. The way he acted, almost actually made me forgive him. I know it's all just an act. Then why does my heart say something else? Is he really sorry for what he did? But why should I consider his apologies? He thinks everyone is just an insect under his dirty feet that he can so likely cripple and walk away without having to care. Damn! Why am I even thinking about it? I have seriously lost my mind. Getting up, I wrapped all my things as it was time to leave. I'm not going to lie but it's been quite hectic for me to come back and forth from my own office to Ashton's office. I mean why can't I just simply work at one place. I need to talk to Adrian and do something about this. Because Ashton has seriously started getting on my nerves. That man seriously just finds excuses to come to my cabin for no apparent reason, say a few words then leave. Then he would come and beg me to go out for lunch with him. When I refuse , he
Grace's POV After I had called 911, the ambulances were sent immediately and the police came in time to do their job. One of the cops had addressed me to confirm if it was me who had called 911 and asked a few questions which I answered. He then handed me an extra umbrella they probably had and went on with taking care of the scene. Moved away from the scene, closer to my car to look at tha damage that had been done. That bonnet was completely trashed. This would surely cost a fortune. Especially since it was literally a brand new car Adrian had just bought for me. I sighed and turned back to have a look where the accident just happened. A lot of bystanders had crowded the place but then I spotted someone I thought I was mistaken for. Was that Mr Knight standing there? What was he doing here at this time? Just to be sure, I lightly called out for him. But it came out more as a question. "Mr Knight?" He slowly turned around to finally face me. But the look on his face got me worri
Grace's POV I felt my heart thudding against my ribcage as Ashton silently drove us back to his house. I was freaking confused. What the hell just happened in the past few minutes. Ashton Knight kissed me. HE FREAKING KISSED ME ! AND I FREAKING LET HIM!? Why did I do that? Oh my God! How was I going to ever face him after that? Shit I should've pushed him away. I should have even slapped him. But why couldn't I bring myself to take those actions? Why the hell did I stay freaking still!? I'm finally going insane. I was so indulged in my thoughts that I didn't even notice Ashton pulling up the car into his garage. Wow. I really was lost that I didn't even keep track of the time. But what amazed me more was the beautiful mansion in front of me. A total dream house anyone would want to be in. It was a three story, black, gray and white mansion. The tinted glass windows gave it even a more luxury look. I knew he was rich but this house was literally just so pretty. I noticed a few more
Grace's POV I woke up to the sun rays beaming lightly upon my face as my ears filled the sweet chirping of birds. Stretching my arms out, I groaned, letting my body relax. Damn, I had a good night's rest surprisingly. Slowly looking around, I let my surroundings finally set in, only to realize I was not at home. Shit, how did I forget I was at Ashton's. This made my mind immediately wander off to yesterday's events. When he confessed to me. "I love you Grace. I am completely and undeniably in love with you!" He spoke, caressing my cheeks while looking deep into my eyes. I stayed still. The sudden shock made me speechless. Nothing came out of my mouth. He saw me gaping and therefore decided to break the silence. "Go to sleep," he whispered, moving forward to let his lips touch my forehead to give it a sweet peck. "You are tired. We will talk tomorrow. I promise." With that he moved off the bed and covered me with the blanket. "I'll be next door ok. If there is anything , don't h
Author's Pov It was Macy's birthday and also the day Adrian decided to propose to her. And so for that he had arranged a grand birthday party for her inviting all of their friends and some business associates who were close. It was supposed to be a surprise for Macy and Grace was given the job of secretly bringing her to the venue without her getting the hint that something was going on for her. But Macy being Macy obviously knew that the so-called clubbing Grace was forcing her to go for was none other than a surprise birthday party for her. Otherwise it wouldn't be a coincidence that Grace, who would never go to a club in her life, would force and drag her to one that too exactly on the day of her birthday. Not being a party pooper, she went with the flow and did not let anybody get the hint that she somehow smelled the initial purpose of the plan a few days back and wouldn't ruin it to let Adrian and Grace surprise her for her birthday. But what she didn't know was the other surpr
Author's Pov Grace quickly went to the bathroom to lighten up her bladder, unaware of the foot steps that had followed and were waiting for her in the corridor. After doing her business she quickly washed her hands before drying them and opened the door to step out when she saw a figure waiting for her outside, blocking her way to exit. "What the..." She exclaimed, eyeing up the figure, her eyes widening after finally realizing who it was. "Mr, Worthing?" Her mind recalled the only time she had met him in the restaurant when she was working for Ashton and had refused to take money to betray Ashton for him. "Long time no see darling," he smirked, stepping in the bathroom slowly making her back away from the door. The door automatically shut with a click and her heart rate sped up. "What are you doing here?" She fired immediately. "Now it's not hard to keep tabs on where Ashton Knight is. And you being in the same place is just a cherry on top," he took a cigarette out from his
Ashton's pov My heart pounded in my chest, as the doctor continued examining Grace. An oxygen mask was instantly placed on her face to make sure plenty of oxygen reached her lungs after being deprived from it for so long. Every fiber of my being was consumed by a seething anger that threatened to boil over. Grace lay motionless on my bed, her face pale and fragile. The doctor monitored her vital signs and provided the support she desperately needed by giving her some injections. My hands clenched into fists at my sides as I fought to contain the overwhelming surge of rage coursing through my veins. The scene replayed in my mind like a nightmare on an endless loop. I clearly remembered the moment of seeing her lifeless, sprawled on the bathroom floor. And after the CPR, she came back to consciousness for two minutes before passing out again in my arms as I carried her out. With every passing second, my fury intensified. I couldn't forgive myself for not being there to protect her,
Five years had flown by, and their once-tiny bundle of joy, Noah, was now a spirited four-year-old with a heart as big as his imagination. It was a sunny morning, and the aroma of excitement filled the air in the spacious kitchen of their luxurious mansion. Today was a special day—it was Grace's birthday, and both Ashton and Noah were determined to make it unforgettable.Ashton, donned an apron with as much determination as he approached his business deals. Beside him, Noah stood on a chair, his eyes wide with anticipation, wearing a miniature apron that read "Little Chef.""Alright, buddy, today we're baking the most amazing cake for Mama," Ashton declared, surveying the array of ingredients spread across the kitchen counter. Flour dusted the air as he attempted to pour it into a mixing bowl, but a gust of wind, courtesy of Noah's enthusiastic clapping, sent the flour swirling in all directions."Yesh Dad! We got this!" Noah grinned, his laughter filling the room.With Ashton's guidan
Author's Pov "You look breathtaking," Ashton mumbled against Grace's lips as he continued to push her through the main gates of their home, locked in an intense liplock. Grace was lost in the searing heat of the kiss, her mind hazy with the sensual touches of Ashton on her body. "Too bad, the look's going to be ruined in a few minutes." He led her through the living room pulling her veil off, not having patience to finally make her his. He had given all the staff off for the day to not have any interruptions on their wedding night. The man was so impatient, as soon as the car halted outside the gate, he rushed out from his door to Grace's side, instantly pulling her out and smashing his lips on hers, not even waiting to get in. "Fuck," he let out a groan, cupping her breast giving it a squeeze earning a sinful moan from her lips. "Jump," he ordered and she immediately obliged to his command. His hands went to cup her hips as she wrapped her legs around his waist, instantly feeling t
Author’s Pov In the soft morning light, Ashton Knight stood before the mirror, his fingers fumbling with the silk tie that would soon rest beneath his crisp collar. The room was filled with a quiet buzz, the scent of cologne lingering in the air as he prepared himself for the most significant day of his life. His reflection stared back, eyes reflecting a mixture of nervous anticipation and boundless excitement.The weight of the moment settled on his shoulders, a beautiful blend of anxiety and joy. Butterflies fluttered in his stomach, their delicate wings a testament to the magnitude of the occasion. Each precise movement as he buttoned his white suit jacket and adjusted his cufflinks, a silent vow to be the best version of himself for Grace.As he ran a hand through his hair, Ashton couldn't help but smile, the corners of his lips curving upward in sheer happiness. Today, he would make a promise that would echo through a lifetime, a commitment to love, cherish, and protect. The tho
Author's pov The day was here. Grace couldn't help but feel her stomach churn in excitement and nervousness at the same time. If a year before someone would have told her she would be getting married to Ashton Knight then she would have blatantly laughed at the person for even having such a ridiculous and foolish thought. Her brain played a movie of all the flashbacks and memories she had spent with Ashton from the first day she met his obnoxious being to the day she started loving him. Yes, she hadn't told him that yet, but Grace Miller had fallen in love with Ashton Knight. If not, then she wouldn't have said yes to getting married to him in the first place. She giggled lightly remembering the times where he actually made her hate his guts. Just how fast the night changes. "I'm pretty sure whatever you are imagining is very pleasant but I need you to stop giggling Grace or I'll mess up your lipstick," the make-up artist scolded her like a child. "Sorry," she fought the urge to
Ashton's Pov My face contorted with fury as I remembered watching the security footage, my fists clenched in white-knuckled rage. The screen displayed the horrifying moment when the muggers attacked Grace. Determination had burned in my eyes as I made my men trace the motorbike's number plate, my mind calculating the best way to make them pay for their act. And right after two days, I was successful in finding those bastards alive. "They are in there Boss," I gave a single nod to my secretary, Luke, someone who I always ring up for these grave matters. With swift, purposeful steps, I made my way to the hidden torture room I had prepared for my special guests. The air was thick with tension as I entered, the dim light casting eerie shadows on the walls. My footsteps echoed in the cold, metallic space, amplifying the gravity of my intent. The two bastards were bound to chairs, their eyes wide with fear as they realized the tables had turned. My voice was low and dangerous as I appr
Author's PovIt had been two weeks now and and Grace had recovered from her head injury. It wasn't very severe to begin with. Things would have been a lot different if the person had actually shot her instead of hitting her with the gun. Although she did suffer with a mild concussion for a few days. But everything was well now. And things had gotten back on track. Preparations for the wedding were now complete. "Damn, I can't believe all the days just flew and my big day is tomorrow!" Macy exasperated, dropping on the couch. "I know right?" Grace added. "I am so nervous. Gosh I don't know what will happen tomorrow. What if I fall walking down the aisle. What if…." "Calm down woman. Noting is going to happen. And I know you are going to slay your model walk down the aisle." Grace cut her off to calm her nerves. "Are you mocking? I am not supposed to model walk tomorrow!" "Hahah, given the enthusiastic freak you are, I can already imagine you doing that.""Shut up," Macy threw a
Ashton's povMy heart leapt out of my chest when I heard the words on the call. Grace is in the hospital, we were mugged. They hit her with their gun. Macy had called me immediately after telling me that Adrian was already on his way. I literally raced against time, breaking all speeding rules to get to her as soon as I could, all the while praying nothing happened to her. My pulse quickened, sending a frantic rhythm through my veins as I clutched the steering wheel with white-knuckled determination. The tires of my car squealed in protest as I accelerated, the engine's roar mirroring the turmoil inside me. My knitted brows were a testament to the fear and urgency that gripped me.The world outside my car window became a whirlwind of blurred neon lights and indistinct shapes, each passing streetlamp casting fleeting, eerie shadows across my face. This was not how the night was supposed to end. They were supposed to enjoy it cozed up in their pillow fort ending it with a movie. She
Grace Pov"What do you think about this one?" I pointed at yet another bridal dress hoping Macy would take a liking to it. "I'm not sure. Those flower patterns are not my type," this girl is never going to find her wedding dress like this. We've been out for three hours now and she has rejected every dress that was shown to her. "I was thinking about something with a slit maybe?" "Oh God Macy! You could have said that a lot earlier and by now we would have been done," I know I hate shopping but it's her big day and everything has to be perfect so I'm trying my best to keep my calm. I love her of course and my brother. And for them I could put up with this whole situation. "Ok, let me try this one," she took a beautiful white dress from the rack with a slit running on one side before going into the changing room. I decided to sit before my phone rang. Obviously it had to be Ashton. "How's my life doing? I hope your sister in law isn't making you regret your decision?" He cheered up
Grace's Pov The last week has been nothing but a bliss for me. Ashton did not miss a single moment to prove his love for me and to shower kisses whenever he saw the moment. The days I worked from his office were extremely delightful as everytime after working hours, we would go out to eat and then hit my favorite spot near a secluded lake. We would spend our time star gazing and then suddenly the air would get hot and make us end up in crazy sensual, most bombastic makeout sessions that I have fallen in love with. His kisses are something else. The feel of his lips, the way he takes control, almost makes me want to lose myself in him completely. We have kissed in places that I never imagined I would have in the first place. Having full blown make out sessions in the car and his office was nothing compared to the ones where he would sneak into the ladies bathroom and surprise me to have some fun. Not only this but once we got so lost in making out in the coffee machine room that he for